Hi! I am the Eye hole.
"To peep-in is my job and to peep-in I love.
And this time to peep-in I chose the college mob."
For those who don't love poetry, let me tell you,all of you use me,The Eye hole, to peep-in at strangers.Then for once I thought that the college people are,in fact,strangers to themselves.So I decided to peep deep into the heart of our youngsters and these were the series of emotions that engulfed me.
The Guys- Trendy,Cool!
But then, why is it so hot inside? 'Coz there is someone suppressed under the tyranny of masquerade.'
It says I am hurt and need to cry it out.But how 'unmanly' it would be!
I hate politics,but I must give lectures on it as if i were a born politician,lest my frens take me as a simpleton.
I have got to drink a toast and puff out some nicotine fumes else I would be scoffed at as a coward.
And most important of all, I must,must have a girlfriend to load my bike. No matter if she can hardly see a thing I feel. I just need to have one.After all, its only a dashing lady I need to prove my worth. I gotta take her to a cafeteria or a cinema and spend lavishly ,being all smiles,while all the time worrying about the losing weight of my purse.
And only God knows what many countless things this poor me has to do.
Now peeping into The Girls- Fashionable,Ultra cool!
But again,here sits someone silently rebelling and utterly confused.
I have to wear those ridiculous dresses and jewelery coz that's latest and of course fashion is passion. I must put on those heaps of make-up though seriously I would prefer a nap in the time they would spare me.
I should always pretend as if I could hardly eat a slice more whereas my appetite would allow me ten times of it.
And yes,amongst frens,if I truly say that I have no 'crushes',then I am utterly 'boring'. But if I say I have had a no. of crushes,then I am 'flirtatious'. Nothing seems to be right.So its best to talk about the no. of guys mad on you and secretly enjoy the leg-pulling by frens.
What a vain vanity!
Youngsters!! Why is that you have chosen to do things against yourselves?
Why do you have to bear the piercing soprano of rock music if your blood runs to the tunes of "Kahin door jab din dhal jaye..."??
Why do you need to gobble up Chinese and Continental as if they were your die -hard favorites if your heart longs for Mom's handmade deshi paranthas?
Need it be necessary to pretend anything and everything in you??
For once free yourselves from the clutches of pretense and listen to the dictates of your heart.The fresh air of self-content will definitely fill you with loads of positive energy.
Try it out frens so that the next time I peep into you,I find a mind at ease and a soul at peace.
Till then,bye-bye.
Published in The Engineering Herald,2006
"To peep-in is my job and to peep-in I love.
And this time to peep-in I chose the college mob."
For those who don't love poetry, let me tell you,all of you use me,The Eye hole, to peep-in at strangers.Then for once I thought that the college people are,in fact,strangers to themselves.So I decided to peep deep into the heart of our youngsters and these were the series of emotions that engulfed me.
The Guys- Trendy,Cool!
But then, why is it so hot inside? 'Coz there is someone suppressed under the tyranny of masquerade.'
It says I am hurt and need to cry it out.But how 'unmanly' it would be!
I hate politics,but I must give lectures on it as if i were a born politician,lest my frens take me as a simpleton.
I have got to drink a toast and puff out some nicotine fumes else I would be scoffed at as a coward.
And most important of all, I must,must have a girlfriend to load my bike. No matter if she can hardly see a thing I feel. I just need to have one.After all, its only a dashing lady I need to prove my worth. I gotta take her to a cafeteria or a cinema and spend lavishly ,being all smiles,while all the time worrying about the losing weight of my purse.
And only God knows what many countless things this poor me has to do.
Now peeping into The Girls- Fashionable,Ultra cool!
But again,here sits someone silently rebelling and utterly confused.
I have to wear those ridiculous dresses and jewelery coz that's latest and of course fashion is passion. I must put on those heaps of make-up though seriously I would prefer a nap in the time they would spare me.
I should always pretend as if I could hardly eat a slice more whereas my appetite would allow me ten times of it.
And yes,amongst frens,if I truly say that I have no 'crushes',then I am utterly 'boring'. But if I say I have had a no. of crushes,then I am 'flirtatious'. Nothing seems to be right.So its best to talk about the no. of guys mad on you and secretly enjoy the leg-pulling by frens.
What a vain vanity!
Youngsters!! Why is that you have chosen to do things against yourselves?
Why do you have to bear the piercing soprano of rock music if your blood runs to the tunes of "Kahin door jab din dhal jaye..."??
Why do you need to gobble up Chinese and Continental as if they were your die -hard favorites if your heart longs for Mom's handmade deshi paranthas?
Need it be necessary to pretend anything and everything in you??
For once free yourselves from the clutches of pretense and listen to the dictates of your heart.The fresh air of self-content will definitely fill you with loads of positive energy.
Try it out frens so that the next time I peep into you,I find a mind at ease and a soul at peace.
Till then,bye-bye.
Published in The Engineering Herald,2006
